Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 151 But, is he really that deserving of a beating? (Revised)

Han Luo lowered her head and played with Jing Shu's hand, pinching Jing Shu's fingertips intermittently.

Han Luo noticed as soon as Jing Shu showed signs of waking up.

"Wow—"

The sound of water suddenly arose, and Han Luo indulged Jing Shu by letting him hold his wrist and push him against the shore.

"You just woke up, what are you trying to do?"

Han Luo seemed oblivious to Jing Shu's expression of "revenge," and simply laughed and teased him.

Looking at Han Luo, who was trapped in a corner by him, Jing Shu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

The urge to repay his master for everything he had done to him upon waking had vanished completely. His master had no idea how... alluring he was right now...

Han Luo's lips curled up slightly, her eyes filled with doting affection, which almost drowned Jing Shu in.

Not to mention, Han Luo was only wearing a single layer of inner clothing, which had already been soaked by the spiritual spring water and clung tightly to her body, with her skin faintly visible beneath the clothing, making one want to tear the clothes to shreds.

It's even more alluring than not wearing anything at all!

"Master..." Jing Shu's face burned, and after a long pause, he could only utter these two words.

"Yes, I'm here." Han Luo replied with a smile, raising her hand to rub Jing Shu's head.

It's been three days, and I'm finally awake.

The worry in Han Luo's eyes finally disappeared, and she completely relaxed. From now on, all she had to do was take good care of herself...

Jing Shu calmed himself down and began to interrogate, "Master, you took advantage of my unconscious state to grope my body and make me look bad all the time. Does Master have anything to say about this?"

Jing Shu lowered his head, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a suspicious red mark on his body.

Jing Shu stared intently at it; it was a bite mark, the bright red teeth mark seemingly imprinted on his heart.

This was... bitten by Master?

Han Luo followed Jing Shu's gaze and naturally saw it as well.

"Oh?" Han Luo raised an eyebrow. "Is this what I wanted to say?"

Han Luo's fingertips gently touched the teeth marks on Jing Shu's left chest. "This is a mark I left for you, one that cannot be erased."

"Jing Shu, you are mine." Han Luo smiled, but her tone left no room for doubt.

As Jing Shu listened to Han Luo's forceful confession, it felt as if countless fireworks were exploding in his mind.

"Or……"

The next second, Han Luo looked up and kissed the mouth that had been talking non-stop but was now unable to utter a single word, deliberately making a loud "pop" sound when they parted.

"Is that so? Or perhaps..."

As he spoke, Hanluo's hand, which had only been lightly touching, covered Jingshu's body instantly tensed up. Hanluo could no longer squeeze, but that didn't stop him from pinching that little bit of red.

"so?"

"!"

"Master!" Jing Shu suddenly grabbed the hand that was about to move downwards, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me anymore..."

If he touched her again, he couldn't resist...

Before Han Luo could say anything more, the Nascent Soul couldn't stand it any longer and emerged from the ancient jade.

Before Jing Shu could react, he had already pulled Han Luo into his arms.

"Master, stop touching him! He's so happy he's about to die! Touch me! I'll let Master touch me however he wants!"

Yuan Ying rested his head on Han Luo's shoulder, his intention to vie for favor was quite obvious.

Jing Shu clenched his hands slightly and turned to look at the Nascent Soul.

I'm furious, but that's just who he is.

What he said was not wrong.

But is he really that deserving of a beating?

Han Luo did not stop Jing Shu's behavior, nor did she stop Yuan Ying's behavior.

However, judging from Jing Shu's expression, he seemed to be thinking about fighting with me.

Han Luo turned her head to look at the Nascent Soul, changing the subject, "How's your recovery going? What about that little Shu'er?"

“I am fine now,” the Nascent Soul replied truthfully. “As for him, he hasn’t woken up yet, but he will soon. He’s alright.”

Hanlu nodded, "It's good that you're alright."

Han Luo looked at the Nascent Soul that seemed to want to stick to him, and smiled helplessly.

"Jing Shu, let me go first."

"Master is willing to be held by him, but not by me?" the Nascent Soul said plaintively, but obediently let go of his hands and stood still.

Jing Shu slightly curled the corners of his lips, but the next second, Han Luo turned around and kissed the nascent soul.

Jing Shu's upturned lips instantly drooped, and his nascent soul widened its eyes slightly.

His master was actually being so proactive with him!!!

Han Luo didn't kiss for long before taking the initiative to separate, and gently tugged at Yuan Ying's face.

“I’ve always owed you an apology. I’m sorry, Jingshu. I shouldn’t have called you a demon back then. Although I apologized to you when you were asleep, you didn’t hear it, so it doesn’t count.”

So I'm asking again, Jingshu, are you willing to forgive me?

The Nascent Soul cultivator was completely stunned. He truly didn't know that his master had already apologized to him back then? Even though he had been so presumptuous...

Seeing that the nascent soul remained silent, Han Luo kissed it again.

"Boom!"

"Have you forgiven me?"

"Boom!"

"Have you forgiven me?"

"Boom!"

"Aren't you going to forgive me yet?"

Before Han Luo could give her a fourth kiss, Jing Shu gently pressed her shoulder from behind.

"Master, stop kissing him... He's already... been kissed silly by you..."

Jing Shu's voice, thick with jealousy, roused the nascent soul from its blissful reverie.

"Cough, cough, no..." Yuan Ying coughed lightly twice to cover up his embarrassment, but his bright red ear tips had already revealed his true feelings.

"Master, I have never blamed you, so why should I apologize? I was just a little jealous when you kissed Xiao Jingshu..."

Seeing this, Han Luo found it extremely amusing and tilted her head, teasingly asking, "A little?"

Nascent Soul: "..."

“Okay, a lot… I was so jealous I was practically dying!” The Nascent Soul cultivator, in a fit of despair, pointed at Jing Shu, “But it wasn’t just me, he was just as jealous as I was!”

Jing Shu: "..."

Meeting Han Luo's knowing gaze, Jing Shu gave a muffled "hmm," which was taken as an admission.

After finishing his sentence, Jing Shu kissed Han Luo's eyes directly, and the Nascent Soul, not to be outdone, also kissed them.

Han Luo felt the different sensations on her two eyes and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Vinegar packet..."

I don't know who that voice was referring to...

After Jing Shu woke up, the spiritual spring had little effect on him, and he was finally able to put on his clothes and hide the bite mark.

Jing Shu looked at the surrounding barrier, then back at the person beside him, "Master, where are we now?"

"Lingxi Sect, this is the Lingxi Sect's spiritual spring, which is very effective in healing injuries, so I brought you here."

As Han Luo explained, she took out a hairband and looked at the two Jing Shus on her left and right.

Jing Shu and Yuan Ying exchanged a glance.

"Me first."

"Me first."

"no!"

"no!"

Han Luo sighed helplessly. In the end, Jing Shu and Yuan Ying used the fairest method to decide the order of events.

Jing Shu took out a wooden comb and carefully combed Han Luo's hair, finally tying the hairband on.

"Has the sect competition already started?" Jing Shu asked casually, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Yes, it's already the third day. Do you want to go out and check on Meng'er and Jingyou?"

Han Luo watched with amusement as the indignant Nascent Soul sat to the side, lightly pinching his fingertips, and then flicked his forehead.

It wasn't heavy, but it made the Nascent Soul feel happy.

Jing Shu shook his head. "There's no rush, Master. Do you remember what I told you before?"

Han Luo looked at the two people in front of him whose expressions were gradually becoming serious, gently broke free from the hand that the Nascent Soul had been holding, and pinched their faces respectively.

"of course I remember……"